Zhen turned around and asked the maid to wipe the beads of sweat from her forehead, squinted her eyes, and saw that Fu Nianjun had been talking to Chen Lingzhi again, and the unhappiness in her heart flooded again.

How old is this little general?

She will seduce people, and she will not live at all.

Zhen asked Fu Nianjun to come closer, saying that he couldn't be busy here, and asked her to "help".

Before Fu Nianjun came over, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, Zhen turned around and said busily: "Who doesn't follow the rules?" Hurry up and take it out. The guard replied: "It's an old Taoist priest from the south." ”

Zhen Nahan: "Taoist priests will come to the Buddhist family to give lectures?" ”

Isn't this a smashing of the field?

What's more, the Khitan people worship Buddhism, and there are Taoist temples, but there are very few, and most of the Taoist priests who can be in the Liao realm are poor Taoist priests who travel and can't get along in the Central Plains.

But I don't know what's going on, the Khitan people below have gradually made way of a way, followed by a slightly chubby old man wearing a Taoist robe and gray hair.

The old Taoist priest is uncleanly dressed, and although he should be not young when he looks at his snow-white hair, his face is ruddy, and there is especially a lot of meat on his chin, so that people can't see the fairy wind bones when they look left and right, but they look like a fat man raised by big fish and meat every day.

The dust on the old Taoist priest's hand had almost turned from white to black, and while touching his stomach, he stepped forward and commanded the almsgivers:

"These, give some to the poor road. What about the money? I heard that there is still money to take, come and ......."

He stretched out his hand and was about to go to the front frame where the copper coin was placed.

An attendant hurriedly came back to his senses, grabbed the old Taoist priest, and stumbled in Chinese: "Daoist, the alms of the Fengnan Temple here are for the destined people of the Buddha, you are a Taoist person, I am afraid ......"

The old Taoist priest was very thick-skinned: "Buddhism and Taoism are not separated, what is the point if I eat a few pieces of cake from you and take a few copper coins from you?" ”

The attendants continued to block it.

After all, there is no such precedent, and this old Taoist doesn't know where he came to make trouble, he himself doesn't feel embarrassed to Taoism, and Buddhism also feels taboo.

The old Taoist priest was rejected again and again, and seemed to be a little moved, and said: "It's a big deal to let the ancestor of Sanqing return the money and food to the Buddha if you come to the Buddha, and the accounts of the grandchildren of the apprentices, you still come to care, go away!" ”

The people who can understand Chinese are all dumbfounded, and they all say that people outside the party who are to the Buddha serve the Buddha, and the three purities are pure and true.

In everyone's stunned, the old Taoist priest was already honest and polite, took a piece of cake and gnawed it.

The attendant with a kind attitude was pushed away from behind, a Khitan warrior with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he was about to go up and pull the collar of the old man with a scolding attitude.

If it weren't for the fact that this is Fengyu Temple, according to the ordinary temperament of these people, they would have already slashed with a knife, not just a fist.

The old Taoist priest just buried his head in the bread, and didn't seem to care at all about the clamor in his ears and the huge black shadow that was getting closer and closer to him.

"Wait a minute."

A voice sounded, and with this sound, the big fist of the Khitan warrior was also intercepted.

Fu Nianjun stepped forward and nodded to the guard, who pushed the scolding warrior, and the two stood aside first.

Zhen's dissatisfaction:

"What are you doing with him?"

Did she really want to pretend to be a bodhisattva?

Fu Nianjun glanced at her, didn't respond, walked up to Lao Dao, and asked, "I don't know where the chief came from?" Which sect of Taoism are you cultivating? ”

The old Taoist priest stuffed the remaining half of the cake into his arms, looked up at Fu Nianjun, and said with a smile:

"There is nowhere to come from the poor path, and there is nowhere to go, wherever you go, the path of cultivation is to follow your own heart."

Fu Nianjun was a little disappointed, no matter how you look at this old Taoist priest, he is a crazy and cheating person, and he really doesn't seem to be a Taoist in two sentences, can she still expect to hear the news of the recent battle in the Central Plains from his mouth.

Fu Nianjun still instructed left and right: "Give the Taoist chief the usual copper coins and pack some dry food." ”

"Wait."

Zhen stopped her and said: "There is no such convention, my sister probably doesn't know, there are so many people present, if you give so much to this old Taoist, I'm afraid that the people behind will make trouble." ”

More importantly, why let Fu Nianjun be the master and scatter money? What is she?

Fu Nianjun pretended to be surprised and glanced at her: "I didn't say that I wanted to use the money from Master Xiao...... What about the little general's money bag just now? Take it. ”

Chen Lingzhi didn't know when he leaned against a tree in the back to watch the excitement.

Fu Nianjun shook off the money bag that belonged to Chen Lingzhi and said to Zhen: "This doesn't count as using your family's Lord Xiao's money, right?" The little general agreed, he was young, but he was very generous. ”

Zhen looked at Chen Lingzhi sideways, he was like this, and it was clear that he was quite indulgent to Fu Nianjun.

In the end, it seems that she Zhen is the most angry one! even involved Xiao Rin was alluded to by Fu Nianjun as "not generous enough".

Zhen was once again so angry with Fu Nianjun that his liver hurt.

Fu Nianjun took a few pieces of silver and handed them to Lao Dao, which was much more than usual.

"If the Taoist lacks the entanglement to return to his hometown, this money is enough, and if the Taoist continues to preach, this money is a little bit of my heart, because I still have some fate with the Taoist sect."

This is not false, Zhu Yi'an in Jingyuan Guan once pointed out some directions for her past and present lives, and with this fate, when she saw a down-and-out Taoist priest, she should also help.

The old Taoist priest unceremoniously took the broken silver in Fu Nianjun's hand, laughed hehehe, and nodded to Fu Nianjun: "There is fate, there is indeed fate......

With that, he turned around and left, without even saying a word of thanks.

Fu Nianjun smiled, and in his heart he decided that this old Taoist priest was probably still shallow in Taoism, and the fateful words he said just now were just the most perfunctory politeness.

She was once seen by a Taoist priest and a monk, her life is different from everyone in the world, but the old Tao in front of her did not see it.

In the crowd where the back of the old Taoist priest disappeared, Fu Nianjun also withdrew his gaze.

There were people whispering in the crowd, all of them towards Fu Nianjun.

Fu Nianjun was not used to getting too close to these Khitans, so he turned his head and returned to the canopy.

Zhen didn't want her to help anymore, and helping her only helped herself.

Chen Lingzhi smiled beside Fu Nianjun: "Sister, this good deed is good. ”

Fu Nianjun didn't want to explain more, so he asked, "Can I go to the lecture meeting?" Since they have all arrived at Fengnan Temple, they should also go to the pillar incense. ”

Chen Lingzhi was surprised instead: "Naturally." You're not in jail. ”

Scold.

Fu Nianjun is now completely speechless about his pretending to be deaf and dumb.

When she entered Fengyan Temple, she was still followed by a large number of people, and many people also recognized the attire of the people around Xiao Rin, and they all knew to take the initiative to avoid it.